Word Salad

Closets of my mind destroyed

As I enter outward from a void

Corpses white have strapped me down

I rise above then fall

Tactual hallucination

Cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice, I hurt

Devoid strength my life, inert

Anger fills they're shocked me back

White corpses turn to black

I run on psychic gasoline

My fuel shall burn you all

Word salad, no ballad

Word salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain

The corpses to destroy

Prick my arm, injection fed

It's poison, I'm no fool

Tetanus shot, be sure it's not

I wish I were at school

Closets of my mind destroyed

But I enter inward, black void

Hatred turned to apathy

Led down this black abyss

Good night, farewell you pig from hell

This world I shall not miss

Word salad, no ballad

Word salad

Woken up from death, nausea

Catatonic stupor, anoxia

Remaining still I hold

Onto a sense of permanence

Negativistic fear of pain

Algophobic life sentence

Moral, physical decay

Hatred withered away

Scourge of god he makes me pay

I shall not live or die

Vegetative judgement passed

My only thought to cry